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Dear Lisa,
lady of the city
Slight of hand.
I am sorry I did not see
that my moments of shock
were your normality
I did not grasp your true reality
You stood in your glory, and I said goodbye
I was horrified
I know not of your fate
Can't be worse then mine
Fresh tears, Sincerely
Ann
About the Creator
Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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